Something's sharp in my sock
Painfully poking me with every step
I thought it was a forward progress thing
But when I took a step back
It was still there.

So I stripped off my sole
Peaked inside that cloth membrane
And pulled out that **** nail

The way her jaw curves to that chin that borders those wide lips smiling mischievously in my memory…
Stabs me right in the movement
So I carefully put my shoe back on
Stamped down hard
Relished in the pain of her memory
And continued with my day